I have learned in fashion to be a little savage.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I like to think I'm some savage realist.
I was a savage for so many years of my life. There was some seed of determination in me that I was not conscious of. I was mostly consciously getting into trouble and drunk.
Savages we call them because their manners differ from ours.
I'm learning to be braver with colorful clothes, even if they're a little wild.
The very use of the word savage, as it is applied in its general sense, I am inclined to believe is an abuse of the word, and the people to whom it is applied.
It's easy for me to go back to being a kid. You know how kids can be like savages before they get civilized? There's that sadist quality. Y'know, like boys who like to pick apart an insect for the sake of it.
There are various kinds of savagery: emotional, spiritual, economic, and cultural savagery.
You gotta learn your body, how clothes fit on you.
Of all our infirmities, the most savage is to despise our being.
For better or for worse, in 'The Last Savage,' I have dared to do away completely with fashionable dissonance, and in a modest way, I have endeavored to rediscover the nobility of gracefulness and the pleasure of sweetness.